"Can't you guys be a little apprehensive? It's only the first day in the Cretaceous period and already eight people are dead." Sitting at the campfire, Danny, who was adding firewood, disapproved of Tang Zheng's carefree attitude and intentionally brought up unpleasant topics to piss him off, "And Brant, the poor sap whose arms you broke, I saw him being swallowed whole by a Terror Crocodile."
Compared to the 32 people who started crossing the lake at noon, the temporary camp was indeed somewhat sparse now. The newbies fell silent. Out of reflex, they started looking around. They had been too panicked before and didn't notice who had died. Now they were curious.
Two hooligans, the man with a scar, security guard Anthony, Defoe, and the high school student with a sprained ankle - they were all killed crossing the lake, completely devoured by the Terror Crocodile, not a single trace of them left behind.
